Yu Wen Baji froze. "Good point. You're one damn insidious bastard. And for the record, I'm Baji, as in the domineering and mighty Fangtian Halberd. Don't go making up damn nicknames."
"Okay, Xiaoji..."
Yu Fei's brow furrowed as he listened. 'If I really ended up with an un-fading green head, I'd probably have to wear a mask in public even if I became a Martial Saint!'
He remembered that the guy with the glasses had a red talent. When the time came, he would have to deal with that guy, too.
Yu Fei found battle chariot No. 126. Before he could do anything, the massive vehicle's hatch suddenly opened, and a smiling boy jumped down. His arms were so long they almost reached his knees.
"My name is Cha Qizhe. I'm also on chariot No. 126. Welcome!"
As he spoke, he moved to help Yu Fei with his luggage.
"Thanks, but I can get it myself. I'm Yu Fei!"
"No need to be so formal! It's fate that we've met. I just got here a bit before you!"
